Little Mrs. No
By Natalie V.

Little Mrs. No was the most impertinent person in all of No-Opolis. Little Mrs. No wouldn’t say yes to anything. Her answer was always no, in fact all she ever said was no. She lived in a boring house with all white walls because when the painter asked her what color she wanted her walls painted she simply replied, “no”. No-Opolis was the brightest and happiest place on earth until Little Mrs. No moved in.
One beautiful summer day Little Mrs. No went to take a walk down No Way. She loved taking walks all by herself, she didn’t like other people to come with her on her walks, she loathed other people’s company. As she set off down the road she thought about painting the word no on her house.
“No,” she whispered to herself, “that would just be stupid.”
As Little Mrs. No was walking past Mr. Party's house he started to talk to her.
“Hello Little Mrs. No,” he yelled down the driveway, “would you like to come to my party tonight?”
Little Mrs. No replied “no!”
“Oh fine be that way, don’t come to my amazing party,” he yelled madly.
Little Mrs. No didn't care what he had to say, she just continued walking down the street.
“Was’ up Little Mrs. No?” Squealed Mr. Gardener when Little Mrs. No passed the garden center.
“Do you want to help me plant these tulips?” He asked. “NO!!!” replied Little Mrs. No in an awful town.
“Alright be rude!” replied Mr. Gardener.
As Little Mrs. No walked on she thought that she really did want to help Mr. Gardener plant the tulips but she didn’t know the word to say, she thought the word started with a Y.
“Oh look it’s Little Mrs. Pampered,” screeched Little Mrs. No.
Little Mrs. Pampered was the most pampered person Little Mrs. No had ever met and she always replied No just like Little Mrs. No.
As she passed Little Mrs. Pampered she said “No” and Little Mrs. Pampered replied “No to you too!”
Little Mrs. No stopped in the bakery and looked at all the cakes.
“Would you like a cake?” Mr. Dough asked.
Little Mrs. No really did want a cake but she didn’t know the word to say.
“Well, Well,” she mumbled.
“I belive the word would be yes,” suggested Mr. Dough.
“Yes!” Little Mrs. No blurted out and she ran out of the shop feeling so amazing she forgot her cake.
On her walk home she went back to Mr. Party’s house and told him that she would adore coming to his party. She also went back to Mr. Gardener and said that she would love to plant the tulips with him tomorrow. They set the time they would come out to plant tulips seven o’clock am. When Little Mrs. No got home she called the painter and got her house painted pink. Little Mrs. No absolutely loved the word yes so she changed her name to Little Mrs. Yes. Little Mrs. Yes had made a big accomplishment!